Ambassador District.
A cloud-piercing arrow, a thousand troops will gather!
Air Force Special Forces soldiers converging on the red signal flare rely on the buildings to build defensive positions, with all the vantage points within two hundred ters in their hands.
"Hang in there."
The soldier responsible for dical duties pours disinfectant alcohol on Lian Jingxuan's shoulder, making a sizzling sound...
Starting to bubble.
"Ow ah!"
Lian Jingxuan trembled as he cried out, and the staff watching the scene nearby winced, inhaling sharply, feeling a phantom pain in their own shoulders.
The dic looked unfazed, tearing open sterile gloves, and sprayed so disinfectant alcohol onto them before directly reaching into the wound...
"Wait, using your hand directly?" The office staff widened their eyes.
"The conditions are rough; if you want to keep this arm, the bullet must be extracted." The dic said calmly.
"Gah!"
Lian Jingxuan's eyes turned red, "Give sothing to bite on."
A colleague quickly looked around, finally finding a clean pair of shoes, "Minister, this... this is the cleanest thing I found."
The other person took it and bit down on it.
Once the dic's fingers entered the wound, Lian Jingxuan couldn't help but scream.
But this impromptu army doctor was quite reliable, quickly extracting the bullet, sared with blood...
Then swiftly bandaged his wound with gauze.
"Thank you, doctor, what's your na?" Lian Jingxuan's face was pale, mostly from the pain.
"Benjamin Solomon!"
"You're the 'Savage dic'?!!!"
An employee exclaid in shock.
"Xiao Chen! Stop talking nonsense..."
Lian Jingxuan reprimanded, the nickna was quite impolite, but he looked curiously at the seemingly gentle army doctor opposite.
Because of the "China" sniper battle, back then he was with the unconverted Fourth Division 338th Group A Camp, facing 570 against the Southern drug trafficker's 12th Cavalry Regint and the Foreign Legion totaling more than 5000 n.
On the battlefield he personally killed 8 people.
Known as the "Savage dic!"
Never thought he joined the Navy Special Forces too.
Benjamin Solomon raised an eyebrow, "I like that nickna."
Inside the room, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and just as Lian Jingxuan was about to thank him again, he heard the office radio making a sound...
"Zzzz~"
Like radio interference.
Then a deep male voice appeared.
"Residents of Cancun, good morning... no, good early morning..."
The speakers on the streets also made sounds, heavy, instantly alarming everyone!
The drug traffickers letting off steam at night looked out the window bewildered...
The survivor hiding in the closet jolted awake...
In the basent, in the subway...
All are in a state of panic.
"This is the xican Army Special Forces. I announce that the legitimate governnt has taken over the municipal building. Everyone, please stay at ho, don't worry, we will protect your safety. General Victor will defend your lives, and the perpetrators, advised to put down your weapons and surrender imdiately, otherwise, no rcy!"
!!!!
The Northern Army has co?!!
When did it happen?
On Wisconsin Street, in a welfare institution, corpses were everywhere, terrifying.
The drug traffickers, bloodthirsty, cared not whether you were an adult or a child, they stord in to kill indiscriminately, first slaughtering the staff protecting the children, then locking the children in a classroom, intending to set it on fire!
Suddenly, John McTavish's voice ca through the radio in the welfare institution.
Their malevolent grins stiffened, and then with such force, their bloodshot eyes cleared...
They exchanged glances, with horrified expressions in their eyes.
"Victor! Victor broke into Cancun, run!"
One of them shouted, unexpectedly dropping his weapon on the ground and running away, as if he had seen a ghost!
"Don't kill ... Don't kill ... Gag!"
Soone even knelt on the ground and began retching.
They had fled back from the frontline; the brutality of war is one thing, but with Victor, there are no prisoners left, and bodies of drug traffickers frequently drift downstream from the upper sections of the Santiago River, Rio Grande, and Colorado River.
They are body parts!
Horizontal, flat, vertical...
Obviously crushed alive by a steamroller!
Even...
Even in Oaxaca State, there was a scene that was extrely unsettling; Commander Goodrian of the Fifth Army, for the sake of intimidating the enemy, brought a giant hollow glass cube from the rear, ten ters long, ten ters wide, six ters high...
Then threw 166 captured drug traffickers inside.
Then used that type of large pile driver, but with a specially made horizontal iron block at the front, six of them, pressed down together!
Directly crushing the 166 people inside into minced at.
Then placed on the frontline against the Southern drug traffickers...
Really inhuman.
Even General Victor, upon hearing this, was silent for a long ti.
Even a psychopath finds it perverse!
Every drug trafficker who saw that thing lost their mind, fled in panic, their spirits collapsing, almost like a drop in sanity points in gaming terms.
That's why hearing that the Governnt Forces entered Cancun made them so panic-stricken.
Reputation is forged through bloodshed.
Goodrian could silence a crying child.
Cancun...
Exploded!
Panic-stricken drug trafficker leaders did not have the ambition to retake the municipal building and restore their strength, what a joke, when you see one person from the Governnt Forces, you better run fast, as their main force is on the way.
Those ruthless killers, the drug traffickers, are now like fleeing wild dogs.
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